1085. THE OCEAN CAN BE A TREE, THE RIVER CAN BE A MOUNTAIN

THE OCEAN CAN BE A TREE,
THE RIVER CAN BE A MOUNTAIN
Yes! Yes! I affirm - the world is so
much nothing that names do not adhere.
We are living that twinkle of moment, that
place in the now, that disappears as it manifests.
We are nothing then, and we see nothing then.
We name nothing, and we live nothing.
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All categories have failure as their main;
an ephemeral contagion secondary to the
momentary and all that layer of being.
That gutter man in the Beacon square,
that squirrel running up and down the stairs
between trees and starlight together.
All things are, forever, between :
a paradoxical, enigmatic, and all
pervasive notion. The river can be
a mountain, the tree can be an ocean.
Yes! Yes! I affirm! Yes!